Sometimes, fatigue can make you forget to think, and forgetting to think is a kind of happiness. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

In line with the principle of not wanting to think too much, Ye Jinglan agreed to Xiao Hongwen's proposal and took advantage of the holiday of the eleventh to hold a signing meeting in T City.

So rushing back from the town, even though she was very tired, Ye Jinglan still drove to the publishing house, and some bad things actually happened in the past two years, such as Xiao Lao died suddenly last year, and she couldn't come back to worship.

"It's back, it's good to be back." Xiao Hongwen is also one of the few people in the know, so when he saw Ye Jinglan this time, he sighed again.

"Uncle Xiao, I've really troubled you in the past two years." Ye Jinglan didn't keep a penny of the manuscript fee in the past two years, and asked Xiao Hongwen to do public welfare charity for her, one is to pray for Xiang Shaofan's safety, and the other is to accumulate blessings for her son.

As for why it was not handed over to charity, it was because the impressions of later generations were too bad, so it was better to do something practical by yourself.

"Hehe, thank me for doing such a good deed, alas, I went to see it in person once last year, and the environment over there is really indescribable!" Xiao Hong wrote the principle of doing practical things for Ye Jinglan and went to the northwest in person.

Experiencing the harsh local ecological environment, and witnessing the poverty of herdsmen and the hardships of children, Xiao Hongwen also filled in some money himself, built a Hope Primary School in the local area, bought tables and chairs, and helped build roads and plant trees, but he was so busy that in the past two years, he could only support two places.

Then he realized that the power of one or two people was really too insignificant, and when he returned to T City, he deliberately wrote a book on his own, a book on public welfare and charity, which was printed and distributed for free after publication.

"I still want to thank you, I heard that everyone has helped a lot, and I have asked my relatives at home to donate old clothes and old books, and I will invite everyone to dinner at noon to express my gratitude." Ye Jinglan did not release the news of doing charity, because she was trying to make herself happy, not to help someone regularly, so there was no need to be publicized and praised.

"Just as many as we can have! If you want me to say that you can mention it when you hold a book signing, now you have a lot of readers, and when the time comes, everyone will donate some, which may save a lot of things, and we can save money, I am planning to open a small library over there! ”

"I know you don't want to be reported, but you can push me down, I want to be very famous, and I can make more money if I am famous!" Xiao Hongwen feels that doing good deeds is something that will fascinate people, of course, his original intention of doing good deeds is not to be famous.

"Good! Then I will say that Uncle Xiao's publishing house wants to build a library in the mountainous area, and I hope that everyone will actively donate old books and old clothes. Ye Jinglan also agrees that influential people should say more such things and do such things, because many people want to do such good things within their ability, but they can't find an organization.

This signing meeting was held in the central square of a hypermarket, because it can bring a large number of people to the store, so it is free, Xiao Hongwen is now a person who can count a little money.

Now the cloud wedding photography hall no longer needs to borrow Dongfeng, because it has become a brand store, and the orders will be full every year, and now they only need to pay attention to the quality of service.

However, today Qi Lei still gave the order to close the store, so that except for the person in charge of taking pictures, everyone else arrived at the scene to help promote charity.

At nine o'clock, Ye Jinglan sat under the background board set up in advance under the protection of the security guard, and the background board promoted the latest novel "Love Lost in the Qing Dynasty", and the background board also showed that this novel will be made into a TV series next year, I hope everyone will pay more attention and support.

In addition to the staff, readers, and passers-by at the scene, there were also reporters who heard the news, and they didn't have time to interview, so they slapped Ye Jinglan on the background board, and then if it wasn't for the security guards to stop them, they all wanted to turn this signing meeting into a press conference.

"Hello everyone, I am a dream weaver, and I am also Ye Jinglan, I am very happy to meet you today, at this moment, thank you for liking my book, before the signing begins, please allow me to say a few digressions." Ye Jinglan held the microphone and said with a smile.

Just when the reporter thought that she was going to say something about filming a TV series, she was engrossed in recording and listening, Ye Jinglan spoke again: "The publishing house I work with, Hengrui Publishing House, will be in the remote area of Northwest China... I hope you can also actively participate in supporting, if you want to donate something, you can send it to, or mail it to the publishing house, each of my books has the address and phone number of the publishing house. ”

"We don't accept cash donations for this event, you can do what you can, like old books, old clothes, old toys, old stationery, etc."

Not accepting cash donations is a common idea between Ye Jinglan and Xiao Hongwen, because once money is involved, then good things can also become troublesome.

Then during the lunch break, after Ye Jinglan had a simple meal, she was interviewed by the media, and the media in T City still had a deep impression of Ye Jinglan.

One of the media outlets, which is better with the publishing house, first asked about the donation, "I wonder if Ms. Ye has also donated." ”

"Of course, I and the staff of the publishing house have mobilized our relatives and friends at home to help, and I hope that all media friends can help." Ye Jinglan responded with a smile.

"Of course, our media also serves the people, and I personally like Ms. Ye's novel "Falling in Love with a Female Anchor"." The female reporter smiled and took notes, handing the opportunity to ask another reporter in her class.

"We all know that you sold that "Palace Scheming" to TVB, I wonder if this upcoming "Love Lost Daqing" is also the same?" Another reporter clearly needs to know this kind of selling answer.

"The object of cooperation this time is not TVB, as for which one, please allow me to sell it." Ye Jinglan felt that it was not a better time to announce the company's affairs.

"I heard that Chen Zhuoyang and his wife came to Beijing a few days ago to shoot the MV directed by you, and you are a student of the directing department, so can I guess that this is not a new play, it may be directed by you yourself?" The reporter unwillingly asked another gossip question, there is no way that their family publishes entertainment magazines, and it is impossible to earn eyeballs just by reporting charity.

Ye Jinglan raised her eyebrows, thinking that she was not a reporter, her thinking was sharp, and she really had no intention of hiding this, so she said loudly: "Yes, I will direct this game." (To be continued.) )